I greet the coming winter and its fresh air. It's inspiring. A time for thought. I long for my roots, the forests and the mountains, the silence. I'll be going home soon!

Wordless wisdom

I live for the moments
of clarity

Growing stronger, day by day
always watching from the outside
of the circus circle
Wish they all knew
but who can tell the difference

I feel the wind
I breathe the clear winter air
I can smell change
refreshing, yet nostalgic
Paradox enthroned
once again

I drink for the old
while I light forest fires
under the stars

Walking, revealing
hailing the spirit
I live for these moments
of clarity

Past, present, future
these trees are old
They speak with silent wisdom
I have no words

Poetry by J. E.
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Written on 2008-11-11 at 20:36

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
A beautiful spiritual journey expressed with an array of ethereal imagery.

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Ghost of Heino
Blessed be
Your winter greeting is a howl worthy
Your words within words within trees

Rob Graber
I really like the imagery. "Always watching from outside the circus circle" (great ambivalence here!), and the paradoxical conclusion "I have no words": I find these especially wonderful.

Nice to see you resurface here on the bay!